Tuesday, January 29, 2008

this and that

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

I took this pic just near the caravan park where we stayed this past weekend. I know ... I know ... but, hey, I think cows are pretty cute. So ... there!

This pic I took near a great stone wall that stands just outside the caravan park. Its from a pillar-type post box, it has no collection times on it, and there is a newer post box next to it, with collection times and with the ERII insignia on it. Clearly, they left this post box standing because of its historical significance. If you google Edward the Seventh you will find out that he lived from 1841 to 1910 and that he succeeded VR to the throne. Now how's that for some history?

Taken not too far from the caravan park. The name of the neighbouring village is Martock. It was a clear crisp Sunday morning and the sun shone some lovely hues of golden yellow. This is so typical of how the lovely English countryside.

This is the fabulous, old stone house that sits near the creek in the previous picture.

I think this is sunrise ... but it could also be sunset. Anyway, its taken at the caravan park where we stayed this past weekend.

Now this, I know for sure is a sunset. Also taken at the caravan park where we stayed this past weekend. The sky just exploded in a bouquet of pinks, mauves and even a touch of orange.

The pilot hates to have his picture taken. But he does indulge me for a second or two, here and there. I can't help but take pictures of him though ... ;^D

Ok. so ... there you have a few more pics ... I feel like I hardly have spent any time here, but I gotta go already. Incidentally, I am wearing a knitted wool sweater that was made by Mark and Martin's mum 35 years ago. I wonder sometimes, if, when she made this sweater, she ever imagined that Mark would cherish it and keep it for so long. What a treasure ... a real treasure. It seems the things which that woman made are quite something ... they knock my sox off, if you know what I mean.

ta ta ...


Tuesday, January 22, 2008

with love, from england

Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Just a short post. Its pretty here. And old .... quite old. Some buildings here have survived since the 15th century. Most of the buildings are made of stone and the farmhouses are quite palatial, believe it or not. Thatched rooves, cobblestone roads, oh-so-narrow country lanes lined with hedges ... its quiet quaint and I have not seen a skyscraper since leaving heathrow for this lovely little village. I don't miss the city and I have been quite spoiled by a wonderful cook, who plans and prepares the loveliest meals (yes, as you've guessed, he's not a brit ... lovely people those brits, but cuisine is NOT their forte! and I say that with much affection). Lamb Curry, Pheasant breast, Beef Wellington (purchased at the farmer's market, prepared by a farmer's wife ... yum yum), the best Spanish red wines with meals, Carbonara made the REAL italian way (i.e. that without a cream sauce, just in case you don't know), Tomato salad with goat cheese, ahhh ~ I have tasted so much great food I can hardly remember it all. Farmed Venison steaks, made per the butcher's recipe ... yummy ... considering I hated wild Venison every time I have tasted it. Even the plates are warmed, prior to serving the meal ~ talk about attention to detail! We ate at a Bengali/Indian restaurant here in the village ... what a delight ~ shamee kebobs, lovely chutney, and some incredibly spicy pastey thing that you put on your papadum. Ok ... I'm quite the chatterbox and my brain is sort of chaotic ... I have been exploring the village and snapping pictures like a mad tourist .... and I think I got hight on all the sunshine and fresh air. Its lambing season here already and spring is beginning to show herself, oh so slowly. And that's all for now ... I know I have a lot of great comments to my last post and I have been a bad Roxanne and not returned a single one. I will, soon.

Ta ta ... mind the gap and all that.

Love, me.


Sunday, January 06, 2008


Sunday, January 06, 2008